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Esta pagina debio ser creada hace mucho tiempo, pero jamas es tarde para expresar lo que se siente. Por medio de ella queremos simplemente ofrecer un bello homenaje a un ser Magico, unico, incansablemente generoso que no solo nos enseño Arquitectura, el amor, la pasion, la catedra por ella... sino mas nos ha enseñado a cada uno de los seres que hemos tenido el placer, el honor, la bendicion de conocerlo la verdadera dimension de la amistad, la real dimension de lo que significa amar tu profesion y lo que es hacer en la vida lo que realmente te apasiona. Para ti Camilo son estas palabras, estos sentimientos, estos mensajes. Para nuestro Profe, amigo, al que tenemos muchos que agradecerle lo que somos y donde estamos ahora. Gracias por mostrarnos el mundo a traves de tu palabra y tus bellos ojos azules.

Saturday, February 12, 2011

Day 10 - Second, third, fourth.........

I do not think of any way that when I thought the word "Second Chance" was thinking only of me.
I feel in the deepest part of me that we can not remain indifferent to life everything that happens around us, making us grow ourselves that nothing affects us or anything we learn from the situations themselves or others.

We convince ourselves that we have the power and all the elements necessary for no more no more, overcome all that came and still come ....... We became intense speakers repeated keys to live successful, as they ought to live and how to live better, but we ran into just
that, speakers, because we do not practice anything, the strong things that happen to us we do not manage to change ........... Deborah in days, minutes full of self-esteem theories and key help us find the much desired success we all desire in all aspects of our existence.
And life ????? those around you that ????? really apply it ????? applied and put into practice all that?
Be faced with situations of this kind, although I do not want to compare with any other, or believe that anything like this is harder and stronger to face, if you have something that may well have no other ........ .... the known broken the backbone of your humanity, which is life itself, seeing that nothing else really makes sense exaggerated.

See me this afternoon practicing tests of all kinds, some that I did not imagine that there were, where you get to see things that even I thought it could be seen ..... see these giant machines that you photocopy the entire body above and below that you copied from hair to toe, vulnerable your being to an extent unimagined.
You look so exposed .......... but not only physical way .... not only humane,
see your human form weak, liable to be watched closely to see the
extent of this evil, to the deepest recesses of your being, to leave no doubt as it is going to face .........
So in all this physical process, is also bare your soul, locked in unfamiliar equipment for long minutes, I saw also be photocopied my thoughts, my fears, my fears, and fear as they were read by her .... .. desperately trying to put my mind blank, so that you can not catch a glimpse in the films my weakness, so you do not see as far as my mind could come when the confusion of the senses came over me.
Overexposure was not only my body to show his fragile real and undoubtedly was a stark exhibition showing how much suffering soul together ................. and then that's why now expect to be told that was what that body said, expect to see results translated into words the man to understand, I again put on hold ....... waiting to hear since the scope all, as far as goes as it may affect me, as he t
hinks treated.

But as each day that Dear God gives me , is full of beautiful surprises .......... having my second choice is to know then that although we are all made of the same human material, which suffers and falls at times and although we face every day brings us to confront ourselves, and at times feel vulnerable to the ground, there is another material that these machines can not see, nor the
most powerful nor the most advanced of the universe .......... and then that material which keeps me full of life, faith, inner strength, of pride, of strength.


Every day I find myself more with things that come to my hands, this time it was Carla & Martin they gave me some beautiful bottles, but the best plump holy water brought from his travels .......... ........... The most beautiful is that it is holy water from a small church where according to Virgin Mary appeared in Ephesus (Greece), it is best that they bought it without knowing as I did in that moment that I was sick, but like everything amazing that is happening would be for me ................ thank you for this beautiful gift.





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